1937

We very much regret to report that Bill Coe had a second heart attack from which he did not recover. The first was six years ago. Since then we have enjoyed his and Fern's company at two fall reunions, where he was the picture of health. The Bryants and Coes have been very close through the years, so Al is writing the obituary.

Last fall we had a surprise phone call from Don Otis from his home in Hampton, N.H. Seems he and Mona were having a discussion about his name being missing from an article on Dartmouth football players of our time and he wondered if we could help set the record straight. Too far back for us! The call did lead to a delightful visit from them a few weeks later for lunch and the afternoon and then in early January a return luncheon with them. They drove us along the New Hampshire coastline and Katie even got to see her old school, Stoneleigh College for girls, which is now a Catholic retreat center. They let us in to look around and she was thrilled. We had forgotten that Don was captain of our freshman team and that he had quit football senior year to concentrate on studies; but he will forever be so proud of having been a member of that famous 1935 Yale-beater as first string tackle. He retired in 1962 and dabbled in real estate for a while. You can tell at a glance that he was a military man.

A nice note came from Bill Falion on impressive stationery marked Barker Realty of Santa Fe. Said he, "We have some great places to sell here." Last fall Kay and Bob Crabb stopped by there en route to their place in Scottsdale. Bob's consulting business is doing well and since it involves real estate, he's getting an Arizona license. Bill also enclosed a letter from Fred Vogt that came from contacting him for the Tuck School fund drive. We reported on Fred recently, but noted he had plans to see Jean and Al Gray in New Jersey as A1 retired from Brooks Brothers last May and has had three operations!

Christmas cards we got! Dave Pearsall from retirement on Cape Cod worked last summer at the Wychmere Harbor Club in Harwichport but is leading "Riley's life" this winter in new quarters in Dennisport. The Ashers made a point of dispensing with family picture cards and sending instead a simple UNICEF one they feel is more appropriate. The Luttrells now consider themselves natives of St. John, complete with P.O. Box 339. The house they planned is still on Jim's drawing board. They watch the wild poinsettias bloom but say it's more like June than December. The Mayos were briefly in New England, squeezing in many visits, and; look forward to our next reunion (1982).

Polly Dumont was recovering from a fractured ankle (not from skiing) and awarded Don an R.N. and homemaker's badge for all his work. Cel Barrett missed our group again at the D.H. tailgate party but keeps trying. Long letter from Lynn and Dana Prescott. They were east for Dana's 40th at Harvard Business School, held at Wentworth-by-the-Sea, then visited Hanover, old haunts in Newport, R. 1., Bermuda, Nassau, and Arlington, Va. He continues as manager of employee relations at Beckman Instruments. Lynn was heading for a three-week group tour of China. Rachel andFred Laughton both still work at the Hope Creek Nuclear Plant jobsite, he in engineering and she in the receiving department. The busy Nasts reported much world travel for Tom, and of particular interest was news of the engagement of their wonderful, class-favorite reunionworking daughter Tricia to a Dartmouth senior by the name of Andy Beran. Meg Aylward had a hip-replacement, ball-and-socket operation last August. Eight days later she was home; by the end of September, no more crutches; in October, she was hiking in the woods. Some recovery! They have been watching all the news from the Middle East with concern, as they know so many folks in government work the world over. Cards also came in from the Bryants, Dorans, Aliens, Fenns, and Berensons,Art Sloggett, and Jane Brown.

We were desolated to hear that Polly McLane's youngest son, Greg, died accidentally from carbon monoxide poisoning while sleeping in his van last November. He was engaged to be married and was a wonderful young man. Our thoughts go out to Polly.

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